User blog comment:Llamao/ The Revolts of the Dreaded Lands/@comment-3474228-20110509204344/@comment-3474228-20110509205225

Jujubee looks at the beaker once more before shrugging. "M'kay, wotever ye say." In one gulp, he downs the concoction and soothes his throat with one paw. However, his throat almost immediately starts to burn up. Coughing, he grabs Coraz's paw.

"Agghh! Wot? Wot's happenin'?" Grabbing his throat with both paws, he falls out of the bed and squirms about on the floor. Yelling in pain, he gags for a bit more, and then, just like that, he stops. His eyes roll up into his head, and his paws fall limp at his sides.